<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194</id><updated>2011-09-16T23:21:28.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is beauty so short-lived?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3952333865503849578</id><published>2011-02-19T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:09:35.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want You &amp; Your Beautiful Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Monday was Valentine's Day, and I really enjoyed it as it was spent with a VERY loved one! Hehe (: I received my first Valentine's Day gift too! And it is beautiful and pretty (just like you! (: haha)!!! I really like it!! I hope you enjoy my gift to you too (: I'm really glad I could spend my first Valentine's with you (: There are so many things I could say to you right now! Just that here is a little too public and that you know them already (: I LOVE YOU JOLYN YEO!!!! (: hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3952333865503849578?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3952333865503849578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3952333865503849578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3952333865503849578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3952333865503849578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-want-you-your-beautiful-soul.html' title='I Want You &amp; Your Beautiful Soul'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-6461608845807409347</id><published>2011-02-04T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:15:44.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's the second day of CNY, somehow, it feels less busy as compared to last year! maybe it's cause my sis has been waking around noon time haha. Anyway, CNY this year feels kinda empty, though there are hongbaos to collect, it doesn't feel right. For me, i guess it's the company that matters :/ I hope it will get better! (: must be positive yo! Hehe, I learnt it from someone! :b My only hope is that I won't get fat from all the food! Haha, anyway there will be someone to accompany me to exercise if I really do become fat so I don't mind!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-6461608845807409347?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/6461608845807409347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=6461608845807409347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6461608845807409347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6461608845807409347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5864300038360930438</id><published>2011-01-29T07:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T00:19:33.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Happy Returns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nah, it isn't my blog's anniversary or anything, just that I always seem to disappear and return! I gotta be more consistent :b anyway, I took my SAT last week! I don't think I can get above 2200, maybe around 2100? Oh man...I should have prepared more, like my vocab, which I'm sure is my weakest :/ but that's all in the past, results are coming out in 2+ weeks haha, "can't wait"! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;School has started too, I'm still coping fine, except maybe for econs as usual...cause I'd missed 2 successive lectures, and i have yet to revise them :/ other than that, I know I kinda get distracted easily, but you will never be absent from my mind, sorry if I seem to have neglected you. Also, thanks for changing my skin! It's really nice now! :D I love you! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5864300038360930438?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5864300038360930438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5864300038360930438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5864300038360930438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5864300038360930438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2011/01/many-happy-returns.html' title='Many Happy Returns'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1738102689834710270</id><published>2010-12-20T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:35:09.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Entry (ZIP File)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow, I certainly took a long break &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Anyway, many things passed like OP, most of the holidays, my poor laptop and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bandfest&lt;/span&gt;! First things first, OP was not bad I suppose, I felt that it was much better than the dry run (which still managed to scrape an A..how? I don't know :/) The largest problem of mine was the presentation itself, as I had insufficient preparation and given my talent in showcasing a cold demeanour. But on that day itself I was quite comfortable and stuff, so it wasn't too bad I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is my laptop, the hard disk sort of crashed mainly my OS files, that's why I wasn't very active the past few weeks online. Anyway, I took quite a lot time to send it for repair hence the long delay, but everything's fine already! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly is bandfest. This is the tenth year which is a milestone for the WBAS apparently so things were a little different like there were no auditions this year and hence no honours band. Partly good and bad cause there is no longer a guarantee that at least one band would sound great, since everyone was mixed together. Anyway, I was in the second band, Wagner, and we had a more pop repertoire as compared to the first band, Holst. I had a few solos haha, small ones though :b On the concert day itself, it was at the Esplanade by the way (which I'm pretty sure was an incentive for musicians to join), I was quite nervous and tried to make my solos perfect in time for the concert. Everything was quite a rush though! The schedule was rather packed. Oh, did i mention? I had to sing!!! D: it isn't exactly my cup of tea you know! Overall the concert wasn't too bad I would say, but the process was quite tiring, but enjoyable of course, thanks to my conductors who were humourous, and I learned quite a lot from them too! So I shall thank them here, though they'll most likely never see it :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will stop here, I'm like rushing many weeks worth into an entry, and rambling as a result hahaha. Ah wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello~ (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1738102689834710270?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1738102689834710270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1738102689834710270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1738102689834710270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1738102689834710270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-entry-zip-file.html' title='Holiday Entry (ZIP File)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8278618063725151879</id><published>2010-10-23T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:16:05.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been such a long time since I posted, guesss it's cause I'm kinda busy preparing for PW and chinese which are coming in 2 and 1 week(s) respectively!!! Oh man...they are arriving so fast, I hope I will be sufficiently prepared by then &gt;&lt;  on a side note, once they are over, I can rest for a while (: for now, I don't think I will update anytime soon again :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8278618063725151879?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8278618063725151879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8278618063725151879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8278618063725151879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8278618063725151879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/10/intermission.html' title='Intermission'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8185206555556658561</id><published>2010-10-12T20:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T23:04:00.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For You :)</title><content type='html'>Have you ever seen yourself when you do that eyebrow thing! I always wondered how some people can do that eyebrow thing. So intriguing :P and thanks for playing the piano for me. I really like it when you play canon and the song with a lot of Ms and Cs :) I know I'm not supposed to, but I can really fall asleep while listening to you play, haha. It sounds so nice and makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I can still remember the first time you played for me :) o and thanks for always being by my side too, because sometimes, that's all I really need.&lt;br /&gt;I don't knoww I'm not a very macro-concept person I remember small details instead :P I'm very happy and haha I feel very blissful whenever I'm with you ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8185206555556658561?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8185206555556658561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8185206555556658561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8185206555556658561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8185206555556658561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-you.html' title='For You :)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8152201691465196786</id><published>2010-10-09T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T13:25:09.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start Of Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is kinda late seeing that promos have ended like almost a week ago... Promos was...well, fine I guess, I don't think I'll be doing terribly well tough, especially for Gp and Econs. Sighs, I might not be able to take a H3 anymore :/ Anyway, I finally touched pool after eons haha, it was not too bad, I didn't worsen too much (not that I had much skill in the first place :b). What was then supposed to be an almost-a-week break passed too quickly. Tuesday, I had a cover lesson for PW I&amp;amp;R. Wednesday, I had PW OP lecture. Thursday, I tried to start on I&amp;amp;R. Friday, or yesterday, I celebrated Ding Jun's birthday. Yesterday was "bittersweet" (quoted from source)? I really didn't want to do such a thing to a friend...I really hope that my welfare won't always come at the expense of others...It's kinda sickening in that aspect. Anyway, other than that, it was a really great day (: the title of this post is totally encapsulated by what happened yesterday, haha (: plus, I had lots of fun with my class celebrating Ding Jun's birthday haha, we caked him ^^ I'm so lucky mine's over already :b hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 8/10/10 it might not be 10/10/10, but hey, not everything's perfect :b and you are fine just the way you are (: / :b I'm really happy (: Boo! :b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8152201691465196786?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8152201691465196786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8152201691465196786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8152201691465196786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8152201691465196786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/10/start-of-something-new.html' title='The Start Of Something New'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7938872195430729265</id><published>2010-09-23T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T23:41:27.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Autumnal Equinox</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's my birthday toady!!! Haha, sorry to everyone out there cause I removed my birthday from facebook :b I just didn't want my wall to get spammed, hope you ppl understand (though it wasn't say very effective, haha, but I don't mind). Today was full of surprises haha, Gloria actually got me mooncake though I had been joking the previous time round (: plus the class actually sang me a birthday song &gt;&lt; so awkward cause I'm just not used to too many ppl singing for/about me. Anyways, after school...I went to Jack's Place with my family for dinner, it was really very nice (: hahaha. I guess I have to thank everyone cause you really made my day very memorable (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7938872195430729265?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7938872195430729265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7938872195430729265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7938872195430729265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7938872195430729265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/09/autumnal-equinox.html' title='The Autumnal Equinox'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8328349233027121121</id><published>2010-09-17T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T23:52:54.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Are My Confessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The title is actually some song that I'd been listening to the past few days, it's really a nice song (: and also quite an apt title considering what happened throughtout the past week. Either I have stuff to confess about or I confessed about stuff, or both. First things first, I did many inapporpriate acts the past few days and I'm like kinda regretting them now, I must have been really crazy, sighs. Next, I made a confession &gt;&lt; (however hard it might have been...like very Very VERY HARD!!! I have a way of giving in to incessant pestering). But this I don't regret (: at least I felt better afterwards, and the result wasn't as bad as I predicted. Things could have been worse and awkward...Anyway, I just have one last thing to say, that is...Yesterday was probably the best if not one of the best days of this year, thanks so much for making it so memorable (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8328349233027121121?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8328349233027121121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8328349233027121121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8328349233027121121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8328349233027121121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/09/these-are-my-confessions.html' title='These Are My Confessions'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2765035528013030786</id><published>2010-09-13T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:35:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Heard It Didn't You? The Voice Of The Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is the first day of school to term 4! Not really a good start for me though :/ sighs, I keep telling myself to buck up but I just fail to do so...am I really that indifferent about my promises already? Argh...I guess this will be on hiatus for now until everything has ended? Or maybe I will still post when something big happens...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2765035528013030786?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2765035528013030786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2765035528013030786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2765035528013030786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2765035528013030786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-heard-it-didnt-you-voice-of-wind.html' title='You Heard It Didn&apos;t You? The Voice Of The Wind'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1161815535309227154</id><published>2010-09-08T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T00:00:46.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Sunset Is My Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;! The holidays are about to end and promos are starting! Everything is coming so fast...I only started on chemistry and is at reaction &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kinetics&lt;/span&gt; only...maths i did revise functions and graphing, so should require not too much more practice. Bio and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ecnos&lt;/span&gt; ah, must get B and C respectively, MUST!!! The same for GP-C! Sighs, I hope I won't disappoint myself. I'm really gonna push myself, but I don't think I can do it alone :/ Please help me concentrate and find my determination for the upcoming promos God...I really wanna fulfill that promise... Anyway, on a lighter note, I'm gonna watch my jiejie's performance(: so exciting, I never watched her perform an opera before!!! Hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1161815535309227154?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1161815535309227154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1161815535309227154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1161815535309227154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1161815535309227154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/09/your-sunset-is-my-sunrise.html' title='Your Sunset Is My Sunrise'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5448690298911089417</id><published>2010-09-01T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T20:41:47.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, to all teachers that taught me and those whom I know, thanks so much for the patience by putting up with me and the guidance that you have shown when I was under your care. Enjoy this short break and...Happy Teachers' Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I spent the whole day studying and doing work though, no many breaks for me...no wonder it's teachers' day:b)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5448690298911089417?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5448690298911089417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5448690298911089417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5448690298911089417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5448690298911089417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/09/teachers-day.html' title='Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8577528713812554119</id><published>2010-08-28T16:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:46:42.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like The Torrential Storm, It Never Stops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: 'Calibri', 'sans-serif'; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-: minor-bidifont-family:'Times New Roman';" lang="EN-US" &gt;Haven’t posted for quite some time so here goes: The past few days were gone in a flash :/ it was really too fast. This included the YOG, it had concluded already, though I’d managed to attend the closing ceremony (: It had lesser fare than the opening ceremony but the atmosphere was still awesome and so were the firework!!! (((: Back to school, as expected, I failed my econs lecture test again ): and Friday was really &lt;span style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US" lang="EN-US"&gt;bad…I heard something I really didn’t want to, but I &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;had no choice, I just had to do it else I would not have known what was going on. On a side note, I’m really sorry for my subsequent actions cause I thought it would be better off if no one else had to know about what I did. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(And you aren’t someone I can only talk rubbish to, sorry)&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8577528713812554119?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8577528713812554119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8577528713812554119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8577528713812554119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8577528713812554119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/like-torrential-storm-it-never-stops.html' title='Like The Torrential Storm, It Never Stops'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3615196268147340750</id><published>2010-08-24T22:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:35:50.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knew Something Fishy Was Around The Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay! I got treated to Koi bubbletea today(: it was nice, haha. Apparently, I've learned that I've been missing out on life cause I didn't order to ice cream bubbletea...but hey, who needs ice-cream bubbletea when you have ice-cream at home too? (((: hahahaha. On the way there, I also learned that i walk very fast (it's relative actually depends on the person's normal walking speed) or that someone's slow :b and that I can give nice surprises, yay! (: Today was really nice, I started mugging, however little it may be, but it's a start(: haha, let's hope I can keep this going. Back to topic, I had a lot of fun today, mainly after school (I'm so gonna get whacked for this post) :b &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. I MISS MY RUBBER BAND ALREADY!!! )))):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3615196268147340750?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3615196268147340750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3615196268147340750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3615196268147340750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3615196268147340750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-knew-something-fishy-was-around.html' title='I Knew Something Fishy Was Around The Corner'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-707383045082052118</id><published>2010-08-21T23:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:23:32.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm so bored now that I decided to post something, haha, cause I was pangseh-ed during my ride back home by SOMEONE WHO WENT TO SHOWER!!! Haha, promos are only a month plus away and I should really start studying...can't lose the bet I made &gt;.&lt;)!!! First things first, I need to start filing my stuff, sighs, not something I enjoy doing, but I need it...Then there is PW coming up too...so stressful ): sighs, stupid post settings, now I can't remember what I typed. Anyway, on to more positive stuff, someone is gonna treat me to Koi bubble tea this Tuesday, so excited^^ And on Thursday, I'm gonna watch the YOG closing ceremony(: I really can't wait(: I think I'm even getting high :p haha (no thanks to the creator of FORFEA, haha just joking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-707383045082052118?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/707383045082052118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=707383045082052118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/707383045082052118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/707383045082052118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/countdown-begins.html' title='The Countdown Begins'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-6350623221814177277</id><published>2010-08-17T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T21:29:05.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Symbolic Cross, Not An Actual One Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, most of the tests are done...GP essay test and Chem SPA on Thursday, Bio SPA on Monday, and Econs lecture test today. First things first, *let out huge sigh of relief*, can get some slack now, since most tests are over(: GP test was sad...out of the 12 questions that were provided, I prepared 6 and none of them came out in the 5 questions (WHAT ARE THE CHANCES?!) !!! Sighs, had to write from scratch in the end... For Chem SPA, my accuracy is BADDDDD...enough said. Bio SPA was very different from the mocks, but it's okay i guess. Econs lecture test, I just wanna pass :b hahaha. So I'm really keeping my fingers crossed for them. Anyway, I have a Chem class quiz this thursday, which was only announced today-.- , and Maths lecture test coming out in a week's time. I hope Bio will remain as status quo, but I tend to be easily disappointed haha. Ah wells, enough whining for now, shall just take a little rest for now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-6350623221814177277?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/6350623221814177277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=6350623221814177277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6350623221814177277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6350623221814177277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/symbolic-cross-not-actual-one-please.html' title='A Symbolic Cross, Not An Actual One Please'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5533140631152123964</id><published>2010-08-13T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:13:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today's Friday the thirteenth, things are kinda mixed i guess. Lots of things happened the past few days too like chem SPA. Ah wells, I know I screwed my accuracy up. Anyway, today, I wore the wrong shirt to school, haha, I wore the Team Raffles one, cause I forgot it had been changed to Wednesday instead. Then, I had to borrow a jacket to literally cover up, there were side effects though, I drew lots of expected reactions from the expected people. Plus, I fell sick the past day too, had a fever, looks like I might be overworking:/ I really need to work harder though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5533140631152123964?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5533140631152123964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5533140631152123964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5533140631152123964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5533140631152123964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4031673114931948308</id><published>2010-08-09T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:44:46.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore's Pi/4 Radian Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happy Birthday 45&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Singapore!!! I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Choa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt; to watch fireworks  at the heartland celebrations together with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ying&lt;/span&gt; Jun, Lin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt;. It was awesome!!! We were initially bored for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;waiting&lt;/span&gt; so long, but the parade of tanks, support, supply vehicles, together with those of the Civil Defence and Police was just very grand!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;...the weaponry was just fascinating!!! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I really enjoyed myself!!! Also, though the fireworks was quite small scale, it was well-choreographed and simply beautiful and spectacular!!! Certain types of fireworks were even the first for me!!! After the whole thing, we had supper together, and we ate soya beancurd, it was nice (pity someone just had to crave the food I'd eaten, awww). Anyways, thanks so much guys, for the company, I really appreciated it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4031673114931948308?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4031673114931948308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4031673114931948308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4031673114931948308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4031673114931948308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/singapores-pi4-radian-birthday.html' title='Singapore&apos;s Pi/4 Radian Birthday!!!'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5718428546462740025</id><published>2010-08-08T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T09:11:37.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The Break Of Dawn, The Light Seeps Through</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things are finally back to normal, I managed to grow closer to a friend, and I've come to realise that I should not continue bottling everything in. I really hope that I can find another close friend soon(: I shall just share a short parable: A man was having a conversation with God. He had seen war and destruction around him and started doubting God himself. He asked God, "Lord, if you are as powerful as that of the claims of so many men, if you truly love us as your children, why do you allow such suffering to exist and not remove them?" God solemnly replied, "If you had a child, and he is learning how to walk, would you allow him?" The man answered without any hesitation, "Of course." God continued, "Then, would you catch him the moment he falls?" The man thought about it for a moment, "I wouldn't, I would let him pick himself up and learn by himself to continue walking." God then said, "There you go, as my children, all of you have fallen at some time in your lives, just like the war and destruction that you see around you. I can easily remove them and alleviate the conditions, but you, my children wouldn't have learned anything. You would continue to wage wars against each other in no time. That is not what I want. By letting you to pick yourself up, you would learn not to commit the same mistakes and avoid them in the future. Just like how a parent's love for their child is immense, it is a mere resemblance of mine to you. My love, the love of God as the Father to his children is immeasurable, though you can't fully understand it, like how your child might not fully understand yours, just know that my love for you is far greater than you can possibly imagine." and I believe that the pain I went through was an act of your love for me to learn my mistakes, not to repeat them with the new friendship i forged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5718428546462740025?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5718428546462740025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5718428546462740025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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there's nobody who understands what you are doing, and also nobody to share it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1582089647875781557?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1582089647875781557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1582089647875781557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1582089647875781557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1582089647875781557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-be-lost-in-darkness.html' title='To Be Lost In Darkness'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2049709515935354315</id><published>2010-08-03T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:07:18.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Steffi:</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2049709515935354315?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8558866643289680447</id><published>2010-08-02T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:57:00.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Any Loophole In The Circle Of Time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another year has soon passed, and tomorrow is Steffi's birthday again, haha. "Time is merciless, not slowing down itself for us when we are together; Yet, it is the same Time, that had been so mercuful by letting our paths converge".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ah wells, National Day is around the corner!! I'm quite excited about being able to play Majulah Singapaura one more time since seconday school, haha. AND WE ARE GOING TO ZOUK FOR THE CELEBRATION!!! HOW AWESOME IS THAT?!?! Anyway, that's not the main point, i realised that this year's theme, "Live Our Dreams. Fly Our Flags." is quite different from the previous years. They had been more passive, focusing on building cohesion to build national pride, but rather this year is more on sharpening the saw, improving ourselves to help build that national pride instead. It's a big step and i believe that our society is changing, but well, who am I to judge if it is going to be for the better ofr for the worse? I won't be around that long...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8558866643289680447?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8558866643289680447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8558866643289680447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8558866643289680447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8558866643289680447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-there-any-loophole-in-circle-of-time.html' title='Is There Any Loophole In The Circle Of Time?'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8412092742287200644</id><published>2010-07-28T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:47:29.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Place That We Live In Isn't Called Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sighs, we had to shift out of the varese today): It's really thoughtless, I mean, we were located at the varese due to the surrounding conditions and also the proximity to the bandroom. But now, it's really inconvenient to move instruments and equipments all the way from the back of the hall to the bandroom. Even more so when there aren't any ventilation nor air-con, It's so stuffy and stale! What a disappointment. On a more personal note, the varese is more than just storage area for our instruments, I'm usre many people view it as our own haven, even doing activities that ranges from homework to......revision in it. It has so much more meaning than that even. I was reminded of something though, "Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse" Romans 12:21, and if it was really a selfish decision, "Do not reapy anyone evil for evil...Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord." Romans 12:17; 12:19.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8412092742287200644?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8412092742287200644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8412092742287200644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8412092742287200644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8412092742287200644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/07/place-that-we-live-in-isnt-called-home.html' title='The Place That We Live In Isn&apos;t Called Home'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1342635212444386226</id><published>2010-07-24T11:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:16:00.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fruits Of 2 Months Worth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yay!!! We got Gold for SIBF with 91 pts and came in second, first was RGSSB, who won with a slight margin of 2 pts. But, I'm fine with that, first would be the icing on the cake, and the cake is nice as it is already(: The only sad thing is I won't get to per form at the Esplanade for another time): I really like to perform there... Ah wells, shall not dwell on it anymore, there will be other opportunities, I hope(: On another note, thanks to my horn section for being so attentive during sectionals, haha, to the extent that SOMEONE went to memorise what I'd said. Great job guys, you really worked very hard. Also, thanks to Jolyn haha, for offering to play(: I was no longer the only J1 horn even though it might be temporary. Lastly, thanks to everyone haha! Back to PW):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1342635212444386226?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1342635212444386226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1342635212444386226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1342635212444386226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1342635212444386226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/07/fruits-of-2-months-worth.html' title='The Fruits Of 2 Months Worth'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4407257843061879688</id><published>2010-07-19T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:53:57.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Dying Flame, Fading Into The Darkness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So many things are happening lately, I'm pratically stuck in limbo. Wed: A Level Mother Tongue Listening Comprehension. Thursday: OGL interview. Friday: SIBF competition!!! It's so crazy... My section (with the RI students is getting better(: haha, just hope that these few days, attendance will be more consistent). I'm really hoping this week will passs fine for me. I don't need to start lagging behind even before I start trying to catch up:/ Please provide me the strength to find my way through...Haha, I realised my posts are getting depressing again. Never mind, if anything good happen this week, I will start posting more optimistic stuff(: I can like totally imagine hearing a certain someone *ahem* saying must have positive attitude. I'll try(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4407257843061879688?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4407257843061879688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4407257843061879688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4407257843061879688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4407257843061879688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/07/like-dying-flame-fading-into-darkness.html' title='Like A Dying Flame, Fading Into The Darkness'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-148054667001548563</id><published>2010-07-13T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T22:52:41.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dawn Is Breaking...I Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eh, it has been a long time, haha. Omg, CT results...horrible ): i better start studying for promos soon...ahhh!!! I need a study partner!!! I know it's a little late for New Year resolutions, but I'll just have one very very important one...please let me rediscover that determination discipline, and concentration I had before Os...I really need it again. And then there's SIBF...all I've to say is that I'm very distracted currently, not good:/ ah wells. I'm frustrated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-148054667001548563?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/148054667001548563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=148054667001548563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/148054667001548563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/148054667001548563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/07/dawn-is-breakingi-hope.html' title='The Dawn Is Breaking...I Hope'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-28020347362902540</id><published>2010-07-02T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:37:49.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Beside Me, &amp; I'll Never Let You Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was chinese paper. I know I'm very dead now, probably of the emotions that i poured into writing that essay. But more importantly, I realised that I really missed having a friend who is always nearby, one that I can fully trust. Maybe it's me, that I'm so afraid of trusting others, since it's a two-way thing, but I'm just not ready:/ I really missed those times though, I was really happy. Argh, i should really not think about the past anymore and focus on the now instead. That's one screwed up aspect of me too. Sigh, I just hope other things will go well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-28020347362902540?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/28020347362902540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=28020347362902540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/28020347362902540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/28020347362902540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/07/stand-beside-me-ill-never-let-you-go.html' title='Stand Beside Me, &amp; I&apos;ll Never Let You Go'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8166673408630115872</id><published>2010-06-12T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T02:10:59.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abyss Of Night, Yet A Solitary Candle Shines Through</title><content type='html'>I know I've been talking about reviving my blog, but let's just take it one step at a time. argh, two weeks/half the June Holidays have passed, and I haven't done any homework or revision!!! i think i'm so screwed for common tests. I better chiong lots including PW OMG!!! Anyways, i'm starting to fall into that cycle again, haha, maybe it'w what God have in plan for me, but I did make a vow, so I'll honour it. For now, I shall just continue keeping it within me, even though it will torment me(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8166673408630115872?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8166673408630115872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8166673408630115872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8166673408630115872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8166673408630115872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/06/abyss-of-night-yet-solitary-candle.html' title='The Abyss Of Night, Yet A Solitary Candle Shines Through'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4768706968945980811</id><published>2010-06-03T14:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T15:03:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eleventh Hour(Not Exactly True Though)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So many things are due tomorrow, Chinese Oral, Band Investiture, GPP. I know should have done it earlier I know, but ah wells, I procastinate a lot, as a matter of fact, haha, so I'm ATTEMPTING, so much for that. Hopefully i can still make this holiday very productive in the end(; Give me strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4768706968945980811?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4768706968945980811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4768706968945980811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4768706968945980811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4768706968945980811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/06/eleventh-hournot-exactly-true-though.html' title='The Eleventh Hour(Not Exactly True Though)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4475246937498888027</id><published>2010-06-01T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:09:59.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's Sunrise will be a Whole New Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ah wells, it has been almost a year since I updated this, and hope that i can keep it up, haha. Looking back, I did sort of well for Os, I got into Raffles(: though it wasn't through the way I wanted, and I found a very close friend(: whom I can't thank God enough for. Its the June holidays now, and i should really be doing my PW, oops:p Anyway, things are a little inconsistent now, so I shall most probably sit back and see how things unfold, being the spectator that I always am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4475246937498888027?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4475246937498888027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4475246937498888027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4475246937498888027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4475246937498888027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2010/06/tomorrows-sunrise-will-be-whole-new.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s Sunrise will be a Whole New Sunrise'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1505706747804764361</id><published>2009-08-19T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:43:04.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese 'O' Levels 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, I got an A1! Plus, my class had second in level for msg: 3A1s, 3B3s, 1C5, msg: 2.42. Special congrats goes to Tian Kai, who achieved B3 from his usual Fs, good job!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1505706747804764361?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1505706747804764361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1505706747804764361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1505706747804764361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1505706747804764361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/08/chinese-o-levels-2009.html' title='Chinese &apos;O&apos; Levels 2009'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2015053689279064263</id><published>2009-07-27T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:09:27.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only...</title><content type='html'>Everything seems so insignificant now. So I don't really know what to talk about. Maybe I'll just talk about a few things. Firstly, prelims are near, and I'm not prepared for a few topics. Secondly, Chinese Os results are coming out in less than a month, and I'm really hoping I get an A1. Thirdly, there are so many things I want to say and do, but of course, not all of them can be fufilled, given circumstances. Lastly, after what I've just written, I think my life is becoming more screwed up than ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2015053689279064263?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2015053689279064263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2015053689279064263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2015053689279064263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2015053689279064263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-only.html' title='If Only...'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3042453315156413812</id><published>2009-07-21T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:28:16.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circle - Where The End Is Also The Start</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's the O Level Mother Tongue Listening Comprehension. The last component of Chinese. Hopefully, it can pull up the marks so that A1 is achievable. Well, though this is the end of the Mother Tongue for some, unlesss retaking, and it signals the end of a topic of the O Levels; well, its just the start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3042453315156413812?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3042453315156413812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3042453315156413812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3042453315156413812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3042453315156413812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/07/circle-where-end-is-also-start.html' title='The Circle - Where The End Is Also The Start'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4614053407929588789</id><published>2009-07-15T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:47:39.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Deserved Break? (Not Likely)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know its very dead. anyway, had lots of activities the past few weeks. First, there was the 'O' Level Chinese Oral. My class was wishing for the conversation to be the unexpected questions, turn out it did came true. I think I did quite well, I hope, cause to a certain extent, I did elaborate quite a lot. (The question was "In your opinion, what do you consider a successful life?") &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next, there was AP (Anniversary Parade), Spent lots of time memorising some new songs and lost songs, &lt;strong&gt;PLUS!!!,&lt;/strong&gt; making sure that my juniors are competent enough too. Turn out that they took longer thatn expected. Also, this is my last official parade, so yeah, the sign of the end of my term, which is quite sad. I still wanted to finish up and clear some "mess" or "unfinished business". Well, such things are inevitable, just like how the secondary 4 year is about to disappear too...better cherish this moment, and strive in this last stretch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4614053407929588789?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4614053407929588789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4614053407929588789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4614053407929588789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4614053407929588789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-deserved-break-not-likely.html' title='A Long Deserved Break? (Not Likely)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5582651356791877180</id><published>2009-06-13T19:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:38:30.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything is A Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing is as it seems. I've just realised that there's nothing true in this world. Shadows cloud my thinking; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;silhouettes obscure my vision; echoes interrupts my hearing; and reality is just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5582651356791877180?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5582651356791877180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5582651356791877180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5582651356791877180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5582651356791877180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/06/everything-is-lie.html' title='Everything is A Lie'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4459595885803346045</id><published>2009-05-25T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:03:29.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Years 2009</title><content type='html'>English: A2/72 (first time to get an A2!)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: A2/72 (2nd in level!!)&lt;br /&gt;E Maths: A1/89&lt;br /&gt;A Maths: A2/71&lt;br /&gt;Elective Literature: B3/68&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: C5/56&lt;br /&gt;Full Geography: B4/64&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: A1/ 83&lt;br /&gt;Physics: A2/73&lt;br /&gt;Biology: A1/75&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4459595885803346045?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4459595885803346045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4459595885803346045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4459595885803346045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4459595885803346045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/05/mid-years-2009.html' title='Mid-Years 2009'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3265875925977208439</id><published>2009-05-14T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T15:39:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Care About The Title Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They say that when you see a loved one die before you, right before your eyes, without you noticing it, you'll probably feel like the most helpless person in the world. I just realised that's very true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It does not only feels that way, part of me just dies too. Don't know if things will ever change back to the way it was. Maybe I should just move on, or should I stand for my belief, and continue venturing into what seems like another mistake..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3265875925977208439?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3265875925977208439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3265875925977208439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3265875925977208439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3265875925977208439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-care-about-title-anymore.html' title='I Don&apos;t Care About The Title Anymore'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7974375130918171720</id><published>2009-05-03T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T22:33:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Out of the many choices, there is only 1 future which I'll create. Why do I even make it so hard for myself? I really don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7974375130918171720?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7974375130918171720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7974375130918171720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7974375130918171720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7974375130918171720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/05/ahhhhhhhhh.html' title='AHHHHHHHHH!'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1900721778937277721</id><published>2009-04-26T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:16:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness Should Be A Sin</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling like shit these few days, always trying to find someone and destress but always to no avail. Sigh, I really think that I'm not prepared enough for mid years, everything is like touch-and-go. The next moment, this year would have passed soon enough. I really need someone to talk to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1900721778937277721?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1900721778937277721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1900721778937277721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1900721778937277721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1900721778937277721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/loneliness-should-be-sin.html' title='Loneliness Should Be A Sin'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3736136737372807890</id><published>2009-04-19T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:39:58.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Really Does Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mid-Years starts tomorrow; the Acting Top 8 will be announced next month; Chinese O Levels in June; CCA stand down in July. Cherish the moments now, grasp at all opportunities, before any regrets are born. You never know when might be the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3736136737372807890?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3736136737372807890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3736136737372807890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3736136737372807890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3736136737372807890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-really-does-flies.html' title='Time Really Does Flies'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3809276161028465499</id><published>2009-04-15T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T20:48:16.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Faint Glimmer Of Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Things look on the right track for now. I had just received my biweekly tests and I achieved 49 and 52 over 70, 10% and 74% respectively. If this keeps up, i might just be able to get my first A1, for chinese!! Can't get over-confident though. There's still so many other things going on, I've no idea which to concentrate on (shrug). Just hope that I can pull true and be one step closer to my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3809276161028465499?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3809276161028465499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3809276161028465499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3809276161028465499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3809276161028465499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/faint-glimmer-of-hope.html' title='A Faint Glimmer Of Hope'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2374613288710923663</id><published>2009-04-11T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T11:13:42.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Still A Long Way To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its Holy Saturday today. feeling sort of empty in the morning cause there's no band. But I'm probably gonna spent half my day outside...while studying for oral...cause uts this monday and tuesday, and I'm so not prepared!!! Hope that I can still churn out all the info and remain calm (smth I'm not very good at during such tests). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2374613288710923663?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2374613288710923663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2374613288710923663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2374613288710923663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2374613288710923663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-still-long-way-to-go.html' title='There&apos;s Still A Long Way To Go'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8953284070866270974</id><published>2009-04-09T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:29:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn From Past Mistakes &amp; Never Commit Them Again</title><content type='html'>There's a thin line between being confident and arrogant. Never cross that, always remember. Pride comes before a fall, the higher you go, to more painful the drop. When you're at the edge of a cliff, one step forward isn't progress. That's really not the way to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8953284070866270974?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8953284070866270974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8953284070866270974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8953284070866270974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8953284070866270974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/learn-from-past-mistakes-never-commit.html' title='Learn From Past Mistakes &amp; Never Commit Them Again'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-834018345011891926</id><published>2009-04-02T21:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T21:49:42.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Leg Covered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;WE GOT GOLD WITH HONOURS!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I'm super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ecstatic now, it was super unprecedented, considering everyone was like on a emotional roller coaster after our own performance and hearing other schools play. At first before the results were released, everyone was like, "No matter what the results is, stay calm." But right after hearing we got Gold with Honours, all of us forgotted about it, some even leapt over chairs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;We created history, guys, be proud of yourselves. The first time the SJIMB achieved GWH! We shall ever shine like stars, through trial by fire and strife. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thank you everyone for supporting and being behind me all the way. Also, to a few specific people who first provided me with the necessary emotions and feelings through the experiences we shared together; then inspired me to discover them within me, and finally show me the way to use them, and implementing it into my playing, which contributed to what I could achieve today.  Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-834018345011891926?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/834018345011891926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=834018345011891926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/834018345011891926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/834018345011891926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-leg-covered.html' title='The First Leg Covered'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8505515477348824219</id><published>2009-04-01T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:52:42.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History Will Be Written</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just have faith in everyone; youself, others, those around you, and lastly God. The rest will come naturally. I believe that we have the ability, the emotions, to bring out the full potential of this 2 songs. Don't be afraid to use it tomorrow, our best is yet to come, let tomorrow's perormance be our best, and show everyone the type of music SJIMB produce. Viva la SJIMB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8505515477348824219?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8505515477348824219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8505515477348824219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8505515477348824219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8505515477348824219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/04/history-will-be-written.html' title='History Will Be Written'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2871780652344253777</id><published>2009-03-29T13:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:10:03.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My Trail &amp; My Trail Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've no idea what the heck am I doing now, nor do I know what I'm chasing. Everything is a blur now. Whatever I've started always ended up bad, I just hope it doesn't apply to my Sec 1s. Time may be the cure to this, but how long will this medication be? I just started to heal and now this happened. Is there no end to this road?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2871780652344253777?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2871780652344253777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2871780652344253777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2871780652344253777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2871780652344253777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-my-trail-my-trail-alone.html' title='This Is My Trail &amp; My Trail Alone'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7916610534224483561</id><published>2009-03-27T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:15:48.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Infintite Loop</title><content type='html'>It just keeps on repeating. History loves mocking me, it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7916610534224483561?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7916610534224483561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7916610534224483561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7916610534224483561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7916610534224483561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/infintite-loop.html' title='The Infintite Loop'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3762415503109423358</id><published>2009-03-23T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:28:43.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Truth That Can Be Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really hope I know what's going on these few days. I haven't been at my best recently, and it'd better start now. I gotta focus on SYF and also not lack behind in my studies (facebook is also an outside distraction), can't afford to let my guard down at such a time, it's too risky, especially when there's a concert coming up this Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another problem is my behaviour. Not that I'm misbehaving but its just unsettling to know that issues that are supposed to be hidden aren't. Even more if its my class tutors!! They asked me to leave the classroom during PTM and discussed it with my parents, saying I looked distracted and all, like I've some problematic issues that's weighing on me. Can't believe that it came to a stage where it's starting to affect my school life. I should have solved it soon, but sometimes, I'm just too sentimental. Sheesh, I'm really at a loss. This decision might just turn my whole life upside down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3762415503109423358?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3762415503109423358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3762415503109423358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3762415503109423358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3762415503109423358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-truth-that-can-be-said.html' title='The Only Truth That Can Be Said'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3734345270663828495</id><published>2009-03-20T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T02:32:12.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Roads Lead Away From Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Should I just give it up? After all, it just went downhill since this year started, maybe this month. But I'm still at a loss, maybe its just better to let go now. Hurt is inevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3734345270663828495?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3734345270663828495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3734345270663828495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3734345270663828495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3734345270663828495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-roads-lead-away-from-rome.html' title='All Roads Lead Away From Rome'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-6360306998090873722</id><published>2009-03-18T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:24:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Approaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The SJIMB Sec 1 initiation camp and Sec 3 Instructors Course is just tomorrow! Luckily I just got everything done:) Hope that all the Sec 1s know what to pack (or even turn up), cause many didn't come on Saturday, when I gave out the packing lists. I've really spent quite a lot of time on it, neglecting my school work as a result. I better make up for it by the holidays. Anyway, see you again on Saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-6360306998090873722?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/6360306998090873722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=6360306998090873722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6360306998090873722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6360306998090873722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/end-approaches.html' title='The End Approaches'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8459763846297457412</id><published>2009-03-16T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T22:20:49.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These few days are just too packed, I don't even think I can finish everything while revising and reading up on more topics. Right now, I've only finished 10% of it, its not fast enough, nor my efficiency. I gotta stop getting distracted and focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8459763846297457412?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8459763846297457412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8459763846297457412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8459763846297457412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8459763846297457412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/endless-nights.html' title='Endless Nights'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-394635896073453226</id><published>2009-03-15T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:56:43.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What An Oxymoron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its the holidays now, yet I don't see myself being relieved but more hectic than ever. I've to go for a road march for St Patrick's Day as we were "invited" to perform. This takes up most of my day already. Tomorrow is probably the only day for homework. There's band for the whole of Tuesday; tuition on Wesnesday afternoon, camp from Thursday to Saturday. What a nice holiday I'm gonna enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-394635896073453226?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/394635896073453226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=394635896073453226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/394635896073453226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/394635896073453226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-oxymoron.html' title='What An Oxymoron'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-336013275697558939</id><published>2009-03-13T08:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:21:09.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Never Learn</title><content type='html'>It happened again. I can't help it, its an integral part of me. But this time, I was more prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-336013275697558939?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/336013275697558939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=336013275697558939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/336013275697558939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/336013275697558939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-do-i-never-learn.html' title='Why Do I Never Learn'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-6010088099423039106</id><published>2009-03-09T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:32:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results For TA1 (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>Chinese: B3/69% (just 1 more mark!)&lt;br /&gt;Literature: B4/64% (pulled down my combined to B3, dang!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total L1B5: 11&lt;br /&gt;Total L1R5: 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mada mada dane! I must continue working!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-6010088099423039106?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/6010088099423039106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=6010088099423039106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6010088099423039106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6010088099423039106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/results-for-ta1-part-3.html' title='Results For TA1 (Part 3)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-633433769920664599</id><published>2009-03-06T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T22:16:10.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results For TA1 (Part2)</title><content type='html'>English: B4/63% (expected, cause I screwed up the compre and the !st compo)&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies: A2/72% (BIG improvement, from F9 last year to A2 this term!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-633433769920664599?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/633433769920664599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=633433769920664599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/633433769920664599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/633433769920664599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/ta1-results-part2.html' title='Results For TA1 (Part2)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3977950194548664062</id><published>2009-03-03T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:47:03.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results For TA1 (Part1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Full Humanities（Ｇｅｏｇ）：Ａ２/７２% (big morale booster, no thanks to last year)&lt;br /&gt;E Maths: B4/63% (cause I screwed up 1 questions of 6 marks and 1 page)&lt;br /&gt;A Maths: A2/70% (very surprising, considering the fact that I didn't finish it)&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: A1/80% (expected)&lt;br /&gt;Biology: A2/73% (trying to fight for 1 mark for A1)&lt;br /&gt;Physics: A1/93% (finally, top in class for a subject)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3977950194548664062?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3977950194548664062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3977950194548664062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3977950194548664062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3977950194548664062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/results-for-ta1-part1.html' title='Results For TA1 (Part1)'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7310982547357257154</id><published>2009-03-02T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:18:41.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Gotta Start Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think my results this term will be screwed. I don't know if its because I'm too foucused in band, which I highly doubt, maybe more of slacking too much.  I better work much harder and discipline myself, else I'll never achieve my target and get into RJC. There's no room for error. It won't be allowed. It is a pity I'm such a perfectionist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7310982547357257154?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7310982547357257154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7310982547357257154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7310982547357257154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7310982547357257154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-gotta-start-now.html' title='It Gotta Start Now'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1625577633046375118</id><published>2009-02-28T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:10:50.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Said It Was Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today was great! Band was a little boring but beneficial as usual, especially the combined practise! It was super nice! I'm so proud of my section, though Ms Ong might be a little strict on you guys at times, I still think you guys are the best! Having achieved so much in such a short period of time, good job! I'm still targetting for a gold and will not settle for anything lower. If we can continue to improve, I'm sure we can even get a gold with honours, so work towards that target!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1625577633046375118?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1625577633046375118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1625577633046375118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1625577633046375118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1625577633046375118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-great-band-was-little-boring.html' title='I Never Said It Was Easy'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2271654225932338397</id><published>2009-02-27T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:41:55.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Downturn</title><content type='html'>In short, this week is one for screwing ups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2271654225932338397?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2271654225932338397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2271654225932338397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2271654225932338397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2271654225932338397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/downturn.html' title='The Downturn'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5918231170868886197</id><published>2009-02-21T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:43:57.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrifices Are Necessary</title><content type='html'>我会学着放弃你，是因为我太爱你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对不起。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5918231170868886197?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5918231170868886197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5918231170868886197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5918231170868886197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5918231170868886197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/sacrifices-are-necessary.html' title='Sacrifices Are Necessary'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7495151255433465428</id><published>2009-02-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:04:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Just Doesn't Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exams are just 4 days away! Just finished my Geog notes, it was tiring. I don’t know what to focus now, band, or academics? SYF or Common Tests? I don’t know, plus I don’t want to neglect the other. Sigh. Anyway, it’s not just about that. There were many other things bothering me too. There are some things I try not to think about, but it still keeps coming out. This is my O Level year, and I certainly don’t need any unnecessary distractions. Sigh. Gotta keep my mind focused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7495151255433465428?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7495151255433465428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7495151255433465428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7495151255433465428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7495151255433465428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-just-doesnt-stop.html' title='It Just Doesn&apos;t Stop'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2409554126720357832</id><published>2009-02-14T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:26:41.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is Valentine’s Day! Haha, it was hilarious during band. The welfare comm were giving out white roses (with courtesy of Joshua) to some of the bandsmen. I was like stunned when Leonard Song (ahem) said “The Friendliest RO”, and asked me to come out. Then in the end, he asked Dylen to come out too so that I can pass him the rose, with him receiving on behalf of… Anyway, if the whole band hadn’t known about it, I’m sure they do now, thanks Leonard, for making my private life affairs turn into public life affairs. Went to B&amp;amp;J after band with my section. Ordered a 6 scoop ice-cream there, with one lemon sorbet cause Samuel can take milk as it will spoil his stomach (though he can eat chili). We got a discount as my cousin was working there:) so each of us had to pay less than $4. That’s mainly all for today, though other things happened yesterday too, like SJI Annual Track And Field Meet, and other stuff, but I shan’t elaborate. Anyway, to everyone, Happy Valentine’s Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2409554126720357832?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2409554126720357832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2409554126720357832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2409554126720357832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2409554126720357832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7857210421574582834</id><published>2009-02-11T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:42:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams Never Sleep, Ambitions Never Sleep</title><content type='html'>Just finished playing a game with Samuel and Sufi. We spent like 45mins to kill Tauren Chieftian and end the game. Starting was hopeless, but went to spam potm for stun…zzz, hahaha! Well, tomorrow there is still school and band, and Friday, SJI Annual Track and Field Meet. Meeting my friend after the sports meet, then going for crezawards at night…super hectic. Can’t believe I’m still slacking even though tests are so near, and I only revise for about an hour everyday! I’m like so screwed, ahhh! Must break out soon, and start concentrating. Help me, God, to find a way out of this mess, to help regain my motivation, so that I can achieve my targets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7857210421574582834?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7857210421574582834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7857210421574582834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7857210421574582834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7857210421574582834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreams-never-sleep-ambitions-never.html' title='Dreams Never Sleep, Ambitions Never Sleep'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3584433810402607235</id><published>2009-02-06T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:39:57.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Single Step Starts Now</title><content type='html'>The Secondary One Recruits just came in yesterday. It was quite disappointing, considering that only half of the whole batch turned up. Also, they were super rowdy; it was difficult to control them without “watch it”. Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day too, been trying to get as much tickets to sell to my friends too. 90 tickets a band isn’t a lot to be serious. Anyway, I gotta start studying and preparing for common tests, which is quite soon. So, like usual, posting will be much less frequent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3584433810402607235?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3584433810402607235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3584433810402607235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3584433810402607235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3584433810402607235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-single-step-starts-now.html' title='My Single Step Starts Now'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3887873763113438839</id><published>2009-01-24T12:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T12:48:24.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy's Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just returned from a tennis game with Victor, haha, it was quite fun, most of our overhead serves kept on screwing up. Only a few were successful. Anyway, I’m really not anticipating this year’s CNY celebration. It’ll be quite boring, nothing to do except to play cards and receive 红包. Well, a watched pot never boils; I’ll just have to bear with it.  Just to make sure that no time is inefficiently wasted, I’ll follow my friend and mug during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3887873763113438839?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3887873763113438839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3887873763113438839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3887873763113438839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3887873763113438839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/murphys-law.html' title='Murphy&apos;s Law'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7137219377860623678</id><published>2009-01-22T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:22:35.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching For The Skies, And Higher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just learned that sometimes, human’s best is just not enough. Call me a perfectionist, I don’t really care, cause I think I’m one. Maybe it is because I’m just too self-critical, that’s why I create excuses to make myself feel better, I don’t know. All I know is, I’m gonna break all standards, no matter what it takes. I’m not going to be some person, I must be THE person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7137219377860623678?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7137219377860623678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7137219377860623678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7137219377860623678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7137219377860623678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/reaching-for-skies-and-higher.html' title='Reaching For The Skies, And Higher'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1585834320111173733</id><published>2009-01-21T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:40:34.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Will Always Arrive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Chinese New Year is coming! Looking forward to the food, money and cards (just joking, its just being able to see my extended family), haha. But more importantly, it signals the end of January. The end of one of the busiest month in the SJIMB calendar, finally. But still, there are common tests to prepare, and I have 2 compositions tomorrow for both languages and counted in TA. I must achieve my target, can’t give up. One step at a time…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1585834320111173733?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1585834320111173733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1585834320111173733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1585834320111173733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1585834320111173733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-will-always-arrive.html' title='The End Will Always Arrive'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4719890905857611943</id><published>2009-01-17T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T17:23:44.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Breakthrough I'm So Longing To See</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just returned from band, and I'm like freaking tired! I played soccer with some of the bandsmen and another group of idiots (not from band!). They were very full, took the court and stuff so we challenged them. We started of losing, well, there was chaos at the start, but won in the end, quite happy, cause get to burst their bubble, haha. Joel should have tackled them more, it was quite a pity. Anyway, that aside, today’s practice was one of the best ever. It was held at the school hall, first time practicing there. After so many months of practice, the horn section finally had achieved quite a high level, even Mr Tan, Mrs Chua and Ms Tan praised us, I was so happy and proud of my section, because normally, they were terrible during sectionals. But, I’m not planning for us to stop here, I’ll make sure we got to keep improving until SYF, and attain at least a Gold, if not a Gold with Honours. Nothing is going to stop this momentum.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4719890905857611943?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4719890905857611943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4719890905857611943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4719890905857611943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4719890905857611943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/breakthrough-im-so-longing-to-see.html' title='The Breakthrough I&apos;m So Longing To See'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3724015381305072394</id><published>2009-01-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:03:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Small Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, I have the time to post again. These few weeks have been super busy, plus there’s CCA UGO Orientation tomorrow. Sigh, at least I still have time to study a little, even if it is just 30mins. Anyway, you guys might have noticed that “short” quote there. Haha, I took it from a book, figured it has a small link to this blog. Okay, got to go back to my main purpose in using the computer today: to do research.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3724015381305072394?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3724015381305072394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3724015381305072394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3724015381305072394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3724015381305072394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-break.html' title='A Small Break'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-6685246371244149856</id><published>2009-01-06T19:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:50:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wounds That Time Can Sometimes Never Heal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don’t know what’s happening to me these few days. Feels like I’m getting more and more distrustful. I can’t even say I fully trust my parents, looks like it has come to this finally. Everywhere I go, I see the words hypocrites written on the faces of almost all the people I know. Cause of my dislike and sometimes hatred for them. I hate myself in the process too, for not practicing what I preach. This scar will never leave, I doubt it will. It hurt me so deep; it incapacitates me every time I think about it. I don’t know what I’m coming to. I need a sign so desperately, to stop seeing the weakness of others, but rather their strengths; to help me recover from this scar, so that I can learn to trust again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-6685246371244149856?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/6685246371244149856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=6685246371244149856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6685246371244149856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6685246371244149856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/wounds-that-time-can-sometimes-never.html' title='Wounds That Time Can Sometimes Never Heal'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-7747527380198121834</id><published>2009-01-04T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:19:02.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brand New Chapter Begins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is going to be one busy month, even after the first day, I’ve already been piled with homework. Luckily, there was still time to do some revision, but not for a total of 3 hours a day. I better start doing that soon though; else I won’t be able to catch up in time, not even talking about achieving my target for ‘O’ Levels. This month is very tight, with “Arts Alive!” CCA Orientation, Inaugural Service, and Chinese New Year Celebration to perform for, it is like one performance every week! Worst of all, the band isn’t ready yet, with the Sec 2s not being able to play the hall songs properly and the rest not properly rehearsed. The problem lies with time, not neglecting our SYF pieces and other songs while unable to have sectionals. But, 吃的苦仲苦，方爲人上人, I’m not giving up. The clouds will clear after a downpour, I’m sure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-7747527380198121834?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/7747527380198121834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=7747527380198121834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7747527380198121834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/7747527380198121834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/brand-new-chapter-begins.html' title='A Brand New Chapter Begins...'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-4056652862831061717</id><published>2009-01-01T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:51:42.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Dawn, Marking A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, its year 2009, have a wedding dinner later to start off, not really the conventional way to start I must admit. There will be changes happening around everywhere. I'm going to start anew no matter what. A trimmed hedge might look nice, but after awhile, it will grow and turn ugly; just like a field of flowers, after some time, it'll grow weeds, therefore, its my duty to retrim the out-of-shape hedges, weed the overgrown fields, and remove all the unhealthy things in my life. Changes have and will be made, its now or never. My decision: Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-4056652862831061717?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/4056652862831061717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=4056652862831061717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4056652862831061717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/4056652862831061717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-dawn-marking-new-beginning.html' title='A New Dawn, Marking A New Beginning'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8558806485004586238</id><published>2008-12-31T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:58:32.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hours Left To A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2009 just few hours away, so must try to relish the last moments of 2008. Well, I'm spending my day at my cousin's house, also to countdown. Can't really go out with friends today, as I went out too much and counting down has been a tradition in my family, so got to spend it with them. Haha, since everything is already set in motion, I'll just have to follow the status quo. Signing off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8558806485004586238?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8558806485004586238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8558806485004586238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8558806485004586238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8558806485004586238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/12/hours-left-to-new-beginning.html' title='Hours Left To A New Beginning'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1951941516667646231</id><published>2008-12-30T18:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T13:38:45.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Wrong Once, And Now I'm Wrong Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I believe the title speaks for itself, haha. I just can’t wait for school to start (weird? I know, its me you’re talking here), so I can get over with the stress that’s imminent. There’s no way the upcoming year will be smooth-sailing, judging that there’s SYF, GCSE ‘O’ Levels as the major events. Also, since 2009 is round the corner, I might as well set some resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Targets for the Year 2009:&lt;br /&gt;- Get into RJC (VJC is fine too, haha, this is more for year 2010), lower than 8 points for ‘O’ Levels, Gold for SYF 2009, make sure all the new Sec 1s are ready for the SJIMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Changes that need me to happen:&lt;br /&gt;- Must stick to revision plan (at least 3 hours each day, excluding time spent on homework), spend more time with my family (which means go out less often), be able to prioritise (something which I lack seriously in), control my emotions (so that I or my decisions won’t be affected by it so much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Changes that I hope will happen around me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- The SJIMB can achieve greater heights in music, my sis will be more reasonable at times and learn to control her anger, and that some people can accept me, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, that's mainly it, to everyone, happy new year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1951941516667646231?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1951941516667646231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1951941516667646231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1951941516667646231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1951941516667646231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-wrong-once-and-now-im-wrong.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Wrong Once, And Now I&apos;m Wrong Again'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3111307881753105933</id><published>2008-12-27T11:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:56:02.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Was My Past, This Is My Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry for not completing the photos and stuff, now my blog's like super dead, haha. Anyway, I'll try to complete everything (but highly doubtful as there are bi-weekly tests to prepare once school reopens). Also, this is quite late but still, Merry Christmas! Well, the holidays are over in a flash, can't believe I'm secondary 4 next year and taking GCSE 'O' Levels too, time passes too fast, considering it only seemed like yesterday I received my acting post. Going to pass out of band soon, not a very nice thought, haha, at least there's still time left. Next year is going to be one big challenge, let's start with the incoming secondary ones, since I went for the CBS visit and herded one group, overall, that batch will most likely be the most ill-disciplined I predict, helping them to transit is one big question mark to me. Nonetheless, this is not going to stop me (just change me to lose my temper and scold more). Next is SYF 2009, I really wish I can make it through the auditions, cause I spent more than 2 weeks not practicing, which is like so screwed, even if I managed too get in, the band must get a gold next year, else RJC will be one step further. Lastly, I'm sure everyone can guess, is the 'O' Levels, I must seriously work to get to RJC(though I'll be contented to go VJC too), there's 2 options, either I get 9A1s, or L1R5 of 6 and appeal in. In both scenarios, I've got to get my English to an A1 which I've been working but not fruits yet. There's also geography, which tends to fluctuate between A1, and finally, SS and lit, which are lousy and inconsistent respectively. Other than that, the rest are okay. All in all, this will be one busy year, which I've to seriously manage my time well (which most probably means no time to go out with friends), well, that's the only option I have. Of course, there are many other problems that might arise, but until then, I will have everything under control, so shouldn't be that major if it really crops up. Most probably, this would be my last post this year, so yeah, till then, enjoy the rest of the holidays!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3111307881753105933?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3111307881753105933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3111307881753105933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3111307881753105933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3111307881753105933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-was-my-past-this-is-my-now.html' title='That Was My Past, This Is My Now'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-886208435149565056</id><published>2008-12-16T19:02:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:50:07.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back, And Warmer Than Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, just returned last night, quite late, reached Singapore at around 10pm. Anyway, Korea was super fun but cold, the temperature never exceeded 10 degrees Celsius! The food was quite nice, except for those that had chili. The whole trip was fun, went skiing, playing at various theme parks, shopping for stuff, it was quite enjoyable. Also, had to mention cleanliness, it was like wow, serious, all of them are super clean! Unlike Singapore, where mainly shopping malls and higher stature places have nice toilets. Back to the topic, as I went with a tour group, made lots of friends there, like Kendrick, Patrick, Ian Jansen(Richard, you might know him, your bro's friend), Shawn and Amelia, anyway, I'll be posting a few photos(the first 4 days photos were accidentally deleted so yeah, sorry), together with what happened in Korea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Day: Singapore-Seoul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to the airport at 9pm, cause the flight was at 11pm. Nothing much was done, looked around at Terminal 3, then boarded the plane. I slept through the whole flight which was totally not enjoyable, considering I sprained my neck when I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd Day: Seoul-Jeju&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Arrived at Seoul at Singapore time 7am or so. After that as our flight to Jeju was in the afternoon, we spend some time looking around and shopping at Dongdaemun, which is a historic landmark there. The clothes they sel there were all super cheap, where in Singapore, they can sell a shirt for at least s$20, over there, its about s$11, pity didnt buy any though, didn't suit my taste. Went to Jeju soon after that, well, the temperature is a bit higher, just a bit, cause of the maritime effect(those that takes geography should know). The seaside was quite nice, and there were people selling fresh/raw fish that they had just caught. For dinner, we had some ginseng wine chicken, it was quite nice, first time eatng such a thing and did I mention that the tour guide kept on giving us extras? Well, we didn't do much at night, considering the face that most of the shops and attractions closed quite early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3rd Day: Jeju&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Went to climb Mount Seongsan Ilchulbong, it was quite tall, but quite easy to climb as the path was generally smooth already, without as much kick as I had expected. Well, it is already a dead volcano, so yeah, there were already vegetation growing on the hardened crater. After that, we went to some orange plantation, which had some nice oranges. after lunch, we visited the bear museum which was so cool! There was like a bear made of gold thread, and many others which imitates either artwork or various global events, movies and shows! For dinner we had seafood, it was nice, until my father mistook a translucent seawood for tang hoon, or 冬粉, which was very hilarious, after the manager of the shop was like, you can't eat that, its a type of seaweed that's not eaten before by customers, but its edible. After that, we found out that many other families made the same mistake, haha. So, thats mainly all for the third day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4th Day: Jeju-Seoul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Left Jeju and returned to Seoul. Well, today nothing much really happened, it was mainly travelling. We went to Nami Island before setting out for the next hotel. Nami Island was actually where the korean drama "Winter Sonata" was filmed, there were lots of cool places, and that was one of the 2 places we actually came that close to seeing snow, cause there were snow man around, but those on the floor had already hardened into 1 sheet of smooth ice, which was a pity. By the time we reached our next hotel, Vivaldi Park, it was late, like 9pm Korea time, cause we had to rent jackets and pants to ski the next day. Yupps, at least the subsequent days had more adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5th Day: Seoul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we went skiing. Not to boast, but though it was my first time, I didn't fall, haha, actually, roller bladiing, ice skating and skiing have almost the same concept, almost. Well, we were made to go to the gentle slope to practise and learn how to ski, but soon, I got tired of it, and so did a few others, Ian, Amelia and Amanda. So, we went to a steeper slope to give ourselves more challenge. It turned out that we were given more than we asked for. Once we went up the slope, we started sliding down, as we couldn't stop properly. But we manage to after some time. Ian and I went down first, as Amelia and Amanda had crashed into each other before we even went down. Though the slope was short, we accelerated pretty fast, by the time we reached the base, we couldn't brake fast enough, instead, we had to swerve around people to try avoid colliding into them. This whole attempt in the new slope cost us extra time that we were suppose to use it to return the skiing gears, but I for one isn't complaining about trying that slope. After skiing, we went to Ocean Park, which is a water theme park, but the outdoors were closed as the temperature was too low. the indoor pools had heaters installed, and we went there. Generally, there wasn't much variety to choose for. All I know is my sis went with Amelia and her sis to the water slide more than a zillion times! We were all quite tired after that, kept sleeping on the bus, till we reach our hotel, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252703001316418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SU5U2Mg9jEI/AAAAAAAAABw/WUNDWZ2gskY/s320/IMGP0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282253790058763522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SU5V1eHp1QI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lrzxvPP7GvU/s320/IMGP0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6th Day: Seoul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After breakfast and everything we went to climb Mount Seorak, a mountain that is the habitat of black bears and which was named after a general. The mountain was more dangerous tha the previous one had it had no railings at the top few metres. So if you fall, you're a goner. Took some nice photos there, haha, and can you believe it, at the top of the peak, there was this guy who if you pay him, will carve your name on a gold(its gold-plated) medal?! Someone actually did that, haha, looks quite cool, except that the carving of the name spoiled the beauty of it. Finally, we got to Everland, when we reached there, our first ride was the "T Express", which had a queue that was 1 hour long, and we had 3hrs in total. But the wait was worth it, the roller coaster had no loops, just up down left right. But, the first drop was super cool, it was almost 90 degrees perpendicular to the ground! The whole ride was exhilarating and super fun, except the camera was placed wrongly. Anyway, we took other rides, but still, the first one was the best! nothing could beat it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7th Day: Seoul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went to an amethyst shop today, some stuff were nice, the rest wasn't appealing to the male brain. Haha, I wanted to kope one amethyst lying on the side of the table, but, my conscience won in the end(more of didn't dare, cause it was already cut and polished, in other words, it probably is accounted for). We visited the "White House" of Korea, ironicaly called the Blue House(cause its roof was blue, though everywhere else was white) and the National Folk Museum. They housed like various instruments the Koreans had used through their entire history, and information. Our last stop for the day was Lotte world, I know it probably sounds familiar, that's cause it is a brand of chocolates and other stuff like sweets. Well, it has an outdoor and indoor theme park, I wanted to try the outdoors rides, but it was too cold, furthermore, we could only have 5 rides each. In the end, we only took the rides indoors. The queue wasn't as long as the ones in Everland, so we could take more rides, such as some adventure ride, followed by a roller coaster again, but this one had loops but wasn't that exciting. I later took bumper cars, a viking ship that goes super high and steep, the last one was a log flume which was very anti-climax, you don't get wet at all, what kind of ride is that?! Anyway, I still enjoyed myself. At night, as we were super bored, Kendrick, Patrick,Ian, Amelia, Amanda and even our tour guide, Kenji, came to our room to play cards, haha, my last 2 hands for daidee were like super pro(by then 2 people had went back to their rooms and we were playing 3 people a deck and 17 cards a person), my second last hand had 2 straight flushes and the two of spades, and i got first by clearing the rest of the cards first. My last hand was much nicer, I had diamonds flush, hearts flush and a house together with the ace and two of clubs, so my starting card was the two of clubs, right after the three of diamonds was played, haha, then I played all 3 flushes without anyone putting down any cards, so I played my last card, ace of clubs and got first again, haha, so I won like in 1 continuous streak. In the end, we played other card games like blackjack and cheat/bluff and ended like around 12am korean time, but it was nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8th Day: Seoul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, today was sypposed to be the last day for us except that we extended by 3 days, so, while the tour headed back to Singapore, we were preparing to take a bullet train to Busan. At Busan, the hotel was super nice! It had a LCD TV set, and a computer in the room, plus, the toilet itself was quite unique. Well, after checking in, it was already quite dark, so we went to a bridge that was lighted at night, quite bright and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-886208435149565056?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/886208435149565056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=886208435149565056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/886208435149565056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/886208435149565056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-and-warmer-than-ever.html' title='I&apos;m Back, And Warmer Than Ever'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SU5U2Mg9jEI/AAAAAAAAABw/WUNDWZ2gskY/s72-c/IMGP0746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2970799481133077825</id><published>2008-12-04T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:29:59.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Soon...But Not For Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, its just 4 more days before I leave for Korea(South Korea, not the north, I don't want to die young okay!). Anyway, everything is more or less done. This is probably one of the longest overseas trip I will go to, its good on one hand that there's more time to do certain things, the flip-side? Its winter and almost or below sub-zero(that's what I heard, hope it isn't that cold). I will most likely catch a cold(as long as there isn't any frostbite at any part of the body, its okay)there and sweat like a dog when I return cause of the temperature change. That's probably the best-case scenario, haha. I'm so excited, its like my first trip to Korea and a winter one too, cause I never experienced it before, the only setback is that I'll miss Band chalet(which is the first in my term so far). I'm gonna try taking photos(choose those that I'm not inside) and upload them, after all, there's nowhere else other than Facebook to post it. By the way, please do not call or sms me from the evening of the 8th to the 18th of December, else my bill will explode again, thanks in advance. To the rest of you people, enjoy the rest of your holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2970799481133077825?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2970799481133077825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2970799481133077825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2970799481133077825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2970799481133077825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/12/leaving-soonbut-not-for-long.html' title='Leaving Soon...But Not For Long'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3435242620253293</id><published>2008-12-01T19:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:42:09.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish What You Have Now, Before Its Too Late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haha, I'm posting this only cause someone said there was nothing to read(shan't say who), anyway, these few days were quite fun and learnt quite a few things. Take note, I'll be going in reverse chronological order starting from today, and ending on last Saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I went to open Bandroom, watch Benedick eat his breakfast, again, as usual. Was practising my horn, also as usual, except this time wasn't so good, cause i screwed up my embouchure, by playing the trumpet before that. Sigh, 不听老人言，吃亏在眼前。Haha, and cause i couldn't practise anymore, I went to try the oboe(thanks, Benedick, for lending it to me), the clarinet(Brian, for not keeping it, don't worry, I was careful with the reed), and the euphonium(Edmund, for taking one out of the cupboard). After that, a group of us went to Tanglin CC to play badminton, haha, it was super fun, doing all kind of weird strokes and all, and playing a special version of HORSE, as in basketball, I'm sure Brian would understand:) That's mainly all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, the focus is on dinner. I went to Jumbo, East Coast Park, for dinner, cause my uncle supposedly won something in 4D. We ended up ordering crabs, prawns, different kind of expensive food which totalled up to more than $600, serious! Also, I was with my cousins, one of those rare chances that they didn't go out with their friends. But, the sad thing is, I just couldn't click with them, maybe its cause we hadn't met for a long time? Also, everything they were talking about, I was a total stranger, I just can't be on the same frequency with them anymore. After that day, i thought about it, I don't know if that's the correct decision, but i decided to keep my memory of them in the past, and move on. God, did I make the correct choice? I really don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, Saturday, this post is quite long I know, just bear with me for the last part. Saturday was really a special day, haha, you will know why soon. I had a concert to attend in the evening, by IJTP. Before that, I had to go early to meet my friend cause something had to be bought. After that, we went to Jurong East MRT, we ended up there taking pictures, haha, cause the trains were all too full and we missed around 4 trains as a result, but nobody's complaining, especially me:) We managed to get on, only to stop of at City Hall. This time, we missed a toatl of 7 trains, but I don't mind, cause the time that was used, was spent to the fullest. Many "firsts" happened and I'm glad it did, for I don't know if there will be another such chance. Thank you God, for allowing and giving me the chance to know this friend. About the concert, I just have to say, the junior band was note as good as ours(but don't get to cocky), I'm so thanking God for the juniors I have, haha. the band itself was quite good though. And last of all before I stopped, something was leaked to the bandsmen, that Pin Ren can continue, haha;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3435242620253293?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3435242620253293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3435242620253293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3435242620253293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3435242620253293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/12/cherish-what-you-have-now-before-its.html' title='Cherish What You Have Now, Before Its Too Late...'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3476695398570960724</id><published>2008-11-28T15:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T21:44:24.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Goodbye May Not Be An Ending, It May Just Mark A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its been quite some time since I posted, sorry, cause I've trying to complete my homework, due to the trip to South Korea from the 8th to the 18th of December. Not that I'm complaining. Anyway, it has been 2 days since that memorable evening(not cause something good happen, quite the opposite), and I didn't have the chance to do anything, sigh. To Elizabeth and Steffi, I'm sorry that I didn't buy any farewell gifts or even say a proper goodbye. I know that a blog isn't the most sincere way of doing it, but its probably the only option I can think of now. Quite a coincidence that both of you are Glen's aquaintees, maybe its God at work, I don't know. But though we are to part, I hope that we'll still keep in contact with each other. This is a song dedicated in memory of you, its called "Swear It All Over Again":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who ever told you I was letting go, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of the only joy that I have ever known. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Girl, they're lying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just look around, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all of the people that we used to know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just given up, they wanna let it go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we're still trying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So you should know this love we share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was never made to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad we're on this one way street &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just you and I, just you and I .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm never gonna say goodbye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos I never wanna see you cry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swore to you my love would remain, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I swear it all over again and I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm never gonna treat you bad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos I never wanna see you sad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swore to share your joy and your pain, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I swear it all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That everything has got its place in time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even the day must give way to the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm not buying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cos in your eyes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see a love that burns eternally, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you see how beautiful you are to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll know I'm not lying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sure there'll be times we wanna say goodbye, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But even if we try, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are some things in this life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Won't be denied, won't be denied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more I know of you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the more I know I love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the more that I'm sure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want you forever and ever more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more that you love me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The more that I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh that I'm never gonna let you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta let you know that I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All over again &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swear it all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha, Steffi, thanks for everything, I promise that we'll meet again yeah? I really hoped we could have more time together but there's something called life, time and God. You really mean a lot to me, if we ever meet again, who knows, maybe we'll be together:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3476695398570960724?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3476695398570960724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3476695398570960724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3476695398570960724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3476695398570960724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-goodbye-may-not-be-ending-it-may.html' title='This Goodbye May Not Be An Ending, It May Just Mark A New Beginning'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5439639874908602471</id><published>2008-11-23T20:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:15:32.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandcamp 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just returned from Bandcamp this morning, and was packing up just now. This year's Bandcamp was quite memorable(both good and bad). Firstly, judging by the bandsmen, it was quite a success, seeing them enjoy themselves but yet giving their best when it comes to Investiture practice. I was most proud about the games, the Top 8(no more Acting Top 8), came up with 4 out of 5 games, which were new: Floursweeper, Human Chess, Capture the Flag(Lightstick), and the Rubber Band Rope. though it took quite some effort to prepare the games, we were well rewarded, knowing that our efforts had paid off, by seeing how much fun the Bndsmen had. The only major setback was that Investiture 2008 was done in the lecture theatre due to lightning alert. It was very disappointing, since we had practised so much for the actual thing which was on the tracks. For the POP, it was quite well done, good job, Sec 1s and 2s, keep it up! Now, I would like to thank some people. Thanks Qian Hui, Yuxin, and Claris for turning up for Investiture 2008, and staying longer than expected, the Sec 4s, for being such wonderful seniors and leaders(especially Dom, Victor and Aaron, for giving me the opportunity to be the RO), and lastly, the Sec 1s of 2008. You guys are simply great, you provided me with lots of experiences, giving the chance to experiment things that I might not be able to do, like teaching 99% of all the drills that the band does by Bandcamp, I'll finish the sizing-up soon ;) Basically, I have lots of people to thank and to say goodbye to this month. That's all for now. (And here are some pictures, hope you enjoy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271840303662760946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SSlW0yRoA_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/HVkE08hVLSk/s320/band+camp+08+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271840510632641858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SSlXA1TFxUI/AAAAAAAAAA4/50P32uLUR80/s320/band+camp+08+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271840639862175026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SSlXIWtz9TI/AAAAAAAAABA/PM9woQ_nWrI/s320/band+camp+08+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271840876037581810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SSlXWGiaq_I/AAAAAAAAABI/S1R6etpIhss/s320/band+camp+08+23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271855730449414578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SSlk2viLebI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GAW_lcYJz30/s320/n641447171_1522144_3550.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5439639874908602471?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5439639874908602471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5439639874908602471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5439639874908602471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5439639874908602471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/11/bandcamp-2008.html' title='Bandcamp 2008'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SSlW0yRoA_I/AAAAAAAAAAw/HVkE08hVLSk/s72-c/band+camp+08+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-1023415655064183600</id><published>2008-11-18T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:54:35.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Always A Time And Place For Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tomorrow's the start of Bandcamp, and I'm still blogging, haha. Not that I don't know my priorities, its just I'll be too busy too blog afterwards. My wish for this year camp is that it runs smoothly, haha, a little childish, but yeah, who doesn't enjoy the satisfaction of a smooth camp planned that had a part of your effort in it? Ultimately, I still can't wait for tomorrow, not cause I'm running it, but more of the time I'm able to spend with my friends. Okay, got to stop here to finish packing my bag, will blog after Bandcamp, hopefully will have pictures too post too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-1023415655064183600?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/1023415655064183600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=1023415655064183600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1023415655064183600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/1023415655064183600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/11/theres-always-time-and-place-for.html' title='There&apos;s Always A Time And Place For Everything'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3738054983618820552</id><published>2008-11-17T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:47:13.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Never Stops; And Its Counting Down Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahhh, only around 4hrs left, and I still can't bring myself to accept it(Scrap the short posts). Imagine having 4hrs left with the people closest to you, what will you do? I can't do much, considering that our actions are so limited, I'm really at my wits end. What should I do? Sigh, I really wish I could do something. As well, perhaps i should calm down and think about, together with today. Today wasn't really a smooth day at all. At the same time, it reminds me of the chorus of the song "I'm Yours": But I won't hesitate no more, no more, it cannot wait, I'm sure, there's no need to complicate, our time is short, this is our fate, I'm yours. Haha, don't know why there's so many songs to take reference from, anyway, I better stop here, will post soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3738054983618820552?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3738054983618820552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3738054983618820552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3738054983618820552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3738054983618820552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-never-stops-and-its-counting-down.html' title='Time Never Stops; And Its Counting Down Again...'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-787578648920053908</id><published>2008-11-16T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:30:47.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th November 2008</title><content type='html'>The universal answer to everything: 因为所以其中必有道理&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-787578648920053908?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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done, nor the things that you are about to do, its the things that are you are doing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-6758318272075306774?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/6758318272075306774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=6758318272075306774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6758318272075306774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/6758318272075306774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3326101758384773632</id><published>2008-11-03T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:48:28.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New For This Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have been looking through other blogs these few days, and got some inspiration(thanks Pin Ren). So, I'm gonna try this and hope it works out fine, starting from the next post. Anyway that's for next time. Right now, things have been normal, been in school listening to teachers for extra lessons, avoiding the HOL because of my long hair(hey, it isn't my fault, go ask my schedule), and crapping along with friends, lastly, planning Bandcamp, which finally started, thank god. Now, I only have a few wishes to fufill before next year starts, they're a successful Bandcamp, get over with what happened between me and my friend and finally, receive the inspiration and determination to start my campaign for O levels, cause I CAN GET 9A1s IF I STUDY!!! As the saying goes" The battle is half-won once you believe in yourself". That's all for the first post of November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3326101758384773632?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3326101758384773632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3326101758384773632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3326101758384773632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3326101758384773632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/11/something-new-for-this-month.html' title='Something New For This Month'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-2093266066711990915</id><published>2008-10-28T20:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:29:52.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops, I Did It Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First thing, its not about whatever sick stuff that you're probably fantasising about now. Now, after everything is set straight, I'll just go on. Tomorrow, I have a speech to present, its about proposing to Microsoft SG on donating 25k to help a organisation be it a charity or and environmental one. Looks fun doesn't it, then i wonder what you have learned since primary school, HOW MANY TIMES WERE YOU TAUGHT NOT TO JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER? Given that I must stop at 11pm, it isn't exactly what you may consider a relaxing piece of work. Worse, I'm wasting my time blogging(can't really help it actually)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Anyway, the foundation has already been laid, getting it done shouldn't be a problem unless i continue with my current level of efficiency. So, guess I've got to work now, sigh, these few days are so rushed, looks like got to review my schedule. Carpe diem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-2093266066711990915?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/2093266066711990915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=2093266066711990915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2093266066711990915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/2093266066711990915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/10/oops-i-did-it-again.html' title='Oops, I Did It Again'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-5495765125736045599</id><published>2008-10-26T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:58:32.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Just Keeps Getting Worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As some of you might know, Mr Lai and Mr Fong are leaving, and a new teacher is going to take charge, and the new teacher is......Ms Adeline Tan(don't know whether I spelled it correctly)! Well, she isn't that bad, quite efficient, serious, knows her stuff..and so on. The only thing, I don't really like her way of implementing things, its more of a do or die. But that's beside the point, the truth is, I, no, more of the Top8, found out that there would be no Renaissance next year! Can you believe it?! So what? You might ask. Firstly, it means that our last Renaissance would be when we were still Sec2, when we couldn't really play very well. Therefore next year Renaissance would mean that we would have been much better and have more important parts(like me, I've a solo in my SYF piece to play)! To me, it came as a big blow, up till now, I still can't accept it. I know crying over the spilled milk isn't going to work, its just that it meant so much to me(not because of personal glory okay!). though there will be no more Renaissance next year, the teachers have decided that maybe we can go to shopping malls for Christmas carolling, which is sort of a comfort, but not as good as Renaissance. So people, (not trying to be ego or anything here), this upcoming Investiture would be the last time I'm performing and I'll really appreciate if you can come. Thanks for listening to my whining once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-5495765125736045599?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/5495765125736045599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=5495765125736045599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5495765125736045599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/5495765125736045599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-just-keeps-getting-worse.html' title='Its Just Keeps Getting Worse'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-8913694997309366979</id><published>2008-10-23T17:58:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:40:29.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pain of Losing a Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I never had such an experience before. This time, in fact, for the past few days, I can't stop thinking about it. Why does it hurt so much? I probably can never understand why, and that's perhaps the reason why I'm such a lousy friend. If you're seeing this, I really want to apologize for all the bad stuff I gave you, you don't deserve it. I'm sorry I can't say that in person, and that you will not forgive me. Even if you might not see this, I still want to dedicate a song which is close to how I feel, its called "If I Let You Go", here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day after day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time passed away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I just can't get you off my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nobody knows, I'm hiding inside,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep on searching, but I can't find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The courage to show, in letting you know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never felt so much love before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm thinking about,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking the easy way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if I let you go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll never know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What my life would be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holding you close to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will I ever see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You smiling back at me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How will I know,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I let you go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night after night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hear what's inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why can't this feeling just fade away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There'e no one like you, you speak to my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its such a shame, we're worlds apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm too shy to ask, I'm too proud to lose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But sooner or later, I got to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I let you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about,&lt;br /&gt;Taking the easy way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chorus x2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-8913694997309366979?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/8913694997309366979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=8913694997309366979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8913694997309366979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/8913694997309366979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/10/pain-of-losing-friend.html' title='The Pain of Losing a Friend'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3344044395177696091</id><published>2008-10-22T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:42:02.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is Life Always so Hard?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh, these few days wasn't quite the best days of my life, there are just sooo many things going on right now. Last night, I had a argument with one of my closest friends, and in the end, i ended up hurting both parties(if you're seeing this, I want to say I'm sorry). I had never got so mad at any of my friends before. That was the first, and I don't think it would be the last either. I was taught to understand others first, before i can expect them to understand me, somehow, even if I tried, it never worked out. Am I a failed Lasallian? I don't really know. Also, there's the band, the whole sec3 Top 8 just isn't efficent, everytime during a meeting, not much is done. Furthermore, my partner and I just can't click, our way of executing things are totally different. I just can't take it anymore, sigh, to change other things, we have to change ourselves first, another thing I learned but yet find it almost impossible. Those that know me knows I'm egoistic, I've tried to tone down, but hey. nothing's happening, there are some who still hates me. Sometimes, I've thought of stepping down as a RO, and as a Top 8, or does anyone even knows how guilty I feel becoming a Top 8, and i get incapacitated by that. What then? What's my purpose in life? I've already failedin my own mission, how can I still help others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3344044395177696091?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3344044395177696091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3344044395177696091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3344044395177696091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3344044395177696091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-is-life-always-so-hard.html' title='Why is Life Always so Hard?'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3308018249594158502</id><published>2008-10-21T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:37:42.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results for FYE/EOY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sigh, this marks are so emotionally draining, some papers are quite well, while others are so terrible. Let's just start with English first, I almost failed compre! I got like 11/20, and for the total paper, i got 26/50, which is totally disappointing. Paper 1 was average, with a 21 and 18 over 30 for both essays(and it could have been much better). For chinese, it was terrible, at first, my compo had like 40/50, which is my record! I was so happy, but I screwed up paper 2, and got 44/70, in the end i only got a 67, which is 4th in level. The most unbelievable thing? i cried in class, haha, cause it was so wasted! My humans wasn't very good either, geog, i focused too much on human, so for that i got 36/50, but for physical, 29/50, total 65. Geog should have been better for me if I worked harder. Elective was totally screwed up, i got 16/50 for SS(Elizabeth, i got 6 for SBQ, not glen, he got 9)! Luckily, my lit pulled me up, i got 21/25 for the first part(another new record!), and 17/25 for the second, so for elective, I got 58(after 4 marks moderation). For maths, it was as expected, 89 for E, and 75 for A(haha, i made so many careless mistakes, you won't believe it). My science was okay, chem 88(after 7 marks moderation), phy 71(this paper was harder than usual, I was quite lucky to get an A2 though), bio 71(better than previous at least). That's all for my results, I'm so in for a reflection, cause I've to do much better, and I know I can, this exam wasn't really well-prepared too. Anyway, I've got to focus on planning Band Camp 2008 now, looks like I'm gonna be busy soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3308018249594158502?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3308018249594158502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3308018249594158502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3308018249594158502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3308018249594158502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/10/results-for-fyeeoy-2008.html' title='Results for FYE/EOY 2008'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-601362497648714194.post-3796631398670460380</id><published>2008-10-20T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:25:42.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LLTC 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just came back yesterday! LLTC was so freaking fun, haha. The only setback? It was at St Pat's which is uber far. But, back to the topic, it wasn't like the normal leadership camps I had, it was more of like a service camp too. While there were talks on the 7 habits of an effective teenager(ever heard off it before?), I also did some community work. The main purpose was to enable us to practise the concept of servant leadership, serving the people around you to lead them to a better place. Therefore, there were talks by Bro Mike on the less fortunate around us, and we went to various support groups and homes to help out(well, I went to the MPFSC to help conduct surveys on the elderly). I also had to interview street buskers and so forth to find out about their life. After every day, there were reflections to do, and one night, we had to eat plain porridge, all this was make us be in solidarity with the poor. Personally, through the camp, I really enjoyed this camp as I had much fun with my friends, and that I was a step closer to becoming a lasallian leader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260339828536891634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SQB7NB3H2PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lAbLrjjFsCQ/s320/DSC_3899.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/601362497648714194-3796631398670460380?l=nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/feeds/3796631398670460380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=601362497648714194&amp;postID=3796631398670460380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3796631398670460380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/601362497648714194/posts/default/3796631398670460380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nostalgia-and-reminiscence.blogspot.com/2008/10/lltc-2008.html' title='LLTC 2008'/><author><name>HT</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SUuoeNALarI/AAAAAAAAABY/aevAdeo8tB0/S220/ht.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H8PV1FcmChY/SQB7NB3H2PI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lAbLrjjFsCQ/s72-c/DSC_3899.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
